Thursday, 29 September 2011

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

September 28, 2011


Sunrise through tall trees,
crisp air reminds me of Fall.
Oh for the summer.

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Monday, 26 September 2011

September 26, 2011


Old Garry Oak Tree,
Cast to the ground by high wind.
Will something grow there?

Sunday, 25 September 2011

September 25, 2011


Swirling leaves and rain
carried by wild wind northward.
Clouds steal light away.

Saturday, 24 September 2011

September 24, 2011


Slow surfacing from
sleep, regaining consciousness.
Forgetting my dreams.

Friday, 23 September 2011

September 23, 2011


Sometimes I feel like
I’ll drown in the rain. Then brief
glimmers of sun come.

Thursday, 22 September 2011

September 22, 2011


Rain pouring down brings
me out of my dreams. Awake,
listening, crisp air.

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

September 21, 2011


Rain falling down on
me washing away my cares.
Turning leaves falling.

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

September 20, 2011


Restless cat slinking
to the window sill, watching.
Let me at those birds.

Monday, 19 September 2011

Sunday, 18 September 2011

September 18, 2011


Sun fading to clouds,
wind picking up, light fading.
Autumn is here now.

Saturday, 17 September 2011

Friday, 16 September 2011

September 16, 2011


Laundromats full of
other people’s laundry, smells.
Get me out of here.

Thursday, 15 September 2011

September 15, 2011


Warm blackberry pie
with vanilla ice cream cool.
While away the night.

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

September 14, 2011


Nanaimo bars are
disappearing from the pan.
Soon they’ll all be gone.

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Monday, 12 September 2011

Sunday, 11 September 2011

Saturday, 10 September 2011

September 10, 2011


Pushing back brambles,
Reaching high for sweet berries,
Sun-warmed blackberries.

Friday, 9 September 2011

Thursday, 8 September 2011

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Monday, 5 September 2011

September 5, 2011

Cat playing with toy
with bright feathers swirling round,
Better than live birds.

Sunday, 4 September 2011

Saturday, 3 September 2011

September 3, 2011


Little Holly tree,
In your small pot, clipped, will you
become a Bonsai?

Friday, 2 September 2011

Thursday, 1 September 2011

September 1, 2011


Sun warmed blackberries,
The ripest are out of reach,
Protected by barbs.